Trapped In My Head Part Two
Why don't you take a look inside?
And see the prison of flesh
that surrounds on all sides
[I'm] just another broken man
with nowhere else to run
Why don't you take a look around?
My vision's all are black, with
the visions of hope that I lack.
Behind the gates of eyelids
lie a tortured soul in dream
...the scarring dream of scares
scarcely room to move or breathe
and NO way escaping sounds.
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